I'm the King of Wage Earners in Lobotomy City

“What are you standing there for? We’ve lost two brothers. If we can’t sell the goods, you won’t be coming back.”

Upon hearing this, Du Jue knew that the gang test was not so simple, and he still had to demonstrate his remaining value.

So he turned to look at the female butcher who was still tapping her knife.

"Are you mistaken? We sell beef. For poetry and art appreciation, you need to go to Huanzhi."

"No mistake, this is the limerick we like to hum while cooking. Welcome to Lane 23."

"Stop dawdling and pay up."

"Hey, we need to inspect the goods first."

Faced with this request, Du Jue had no choice but to agree.

However, after opening the refrigerated truck to inspect the corpse, the group of butchers all began to express their dissatisfaction.

"Damn! It's leftover meat again."

"I've told you so many times, the animals died and were transported here on the same day they died. All that perfectly good meat has been ruined!"

"Hey, are you expecting us to serve our guests this frozen meat? I told you not to flash freeze it, not to flash freeze it!"

"Most of it is still rat meat, and this kind of pork rib meat is dry and of the lowest quality."

"The meat is pretty good, but why are there so many tattoos? It's so annoying, I can't make it into sashimi."

"Can't the guy who invented prosthetic bodies and enhanced tattoos just die?!"

The sound of the knife striking the table became noticeably discordant.

The female butcher jumped off the refrigerated truck, looked her up and down, and then stopped her.

"Your goods are of such poor quality, they're only good for making meatballs."

"Since we've come all this way, you're not going to let me leave empty-handed, are you?"

"Of course not, I'll reimburse you for the round-trip gas money, and I'll just take the goods with me."

Hey!

They're even more shameless than me.

Do not retreat hastily.

"Boss Zulu, what should we do?"

"This is your task, and I hope you succeed."

"If you cannot carry out the leader's orders, then I regret to inform you that I will have to kill you here."

Zulu spoke casually, but his four underlings behind him were eager to get started.

They have absolutely no team spirit!

These guys definitely know the butcher's requirements for meat quality, yet they still sent him to make contact, clearly asking him to choose between paying money or risking his life.

"Don't rush, let me talk to her again."

"No need to negotiate. If you think it's not worth it, just take all these truckloads back with you."

Yi Yin slowly lifted the black silk hair behind her ear with an iron fork, like a shy young girl combing her hair.

However, Du Jue knew that she must be a ruthless character to represent so many butchers.

Besides, they went through all that trouble to bring it here; if they were to transport it back, Jingmei would be furious.

"Fellow villager, I also grew up in District 23. Can't you make an exception for me? Next time we'll definitely bring high-quality goods."

"all right."

After putting down his fork, Yi Yin rubbed against Du Jue and even brought his face close to his to gently sniff.

The other person's cheeks were unexpectedly soft and warm.

"If you stay, I'll take these at the original price."

Fortunately, she said these words in her own ear, otherwise Dujue felt that Zulu would have immediately agreed.

Du Jue looked at her with eyes that seemed to want to devour him, and forced a polite smile while suppressing his disgust.

"Don't say that. We, the Stray Dogs, belong to the Thumb Gang and are currently at war with Vacuum Fist."

"There will be plenty of good goods coming over then, so you can live if you want."

We'll wipe out these cannibals sooner or later.

"Okay."

"How about we get a special price this time?"

"I already said it's no problem, as long as you stay and act as my guarantor."

Yi Yin reached out and touched Du Jue's body, her face flushed as she leaned against his chest.

Du Jue hurriedly stepped back and pushed Yi Yin away, getting goosebumps all over his body.

Why does it smell like a ginseng fruit? Is it really that fragrant?

Seeing Du Jue's attitude, Yi Yin's face also turned cold, but the desire in his eyes did not diminish at all.

"Can we unload now?"

"Are all you butchers can do? Make meatballs?"

These words immediately enraged many of the butchers who considered themselves chefs, and even Yi Yin's gaze towards Du Jue became dangerous.

"Actually, I'm not a stray dog; I'm just raising funds for my own life plan, which is why I became the middleman."

"I'm tired of the so-called gourmet food in Lane 23, and I don't care about making money at all. It's just that the ingredients I choose are too expensive, so I have no choice but to do these boring things!"

"Excuse my bluntness, but your conventional practices are really outdated."

"I once tried stuffing a family of four into an elephant's belly and fermenting it for three months. Do you know what it tasted like? It tasted like a mature cheese, with a very dense and unique texture."

Do you know how human milk is made into cheese? Did you know that adding maggots can remove fat and make it fluffier?

"Do you know how to make a delicious soup using human saliva?!"

"A bunch of mediocre people who can only make meatballs!"

Instead of acting on impulse, he modified three dishes from the original Greenland, Casu Masu, and Bird's Nest recipes to resemble those in the People's Education Press textbook, which seemed to have impressed the chefs.

"So he's a chef too, and he pays more attention to the natural processing of ingredients."

"It's just as interesting as molecular gastronomy, very creative. I really want to try the first dish."

"Tch, these methods that don't focus on the original flavor are just fancy tricks!"

"Nonsense, this is what a real chef does—exploring every possible menu item. Come to my restaurant!"

Zulu and his other underlings, who were standing at the refrigerated station, were shocked. This kid had such a heavy taste.

Zulu wondered if that molecular gastronomy restaurant was related to Dujue.

Upon hearing about these bizarre dishes, Yi Yin's eyes lit up, and he licked his thin lips.

"Okay, I'd like to eat your cooking."

"If I'm satisfied, I can buy these goods at the original price."

Girl, you're going to put a chef on a test, huh? I'll serve you a plate of braised pork intestines and you'll behave.

"But I have my own cooking principles; I only cook for myself."

"I can eat what you leave behind."

Since things have come to this point, it seems we have no choice but to do it.

"Alright, but I have one condition. You're the alleyway butchers, right?"

"Well, in pursuit of better food, we joined forces."

"Then I'd like to join you. Sharing the menu with fellow culinary professionals might allow me to reluctantly break some of my culinary principles; otherwise, forget it."

Yi Yin's eyes were full of curiosity, and saliva dripped down the fork in his mouth.

"No problem, now you're a companion in the pursuit of better food."

17 Eight Master Chefs

Congratulations on joining the Alleyway Butcher team!

[Developed a talent for working: Excellent interpersonal skills]

[Description: Whether it's being a person or something else, it's an art.]

[Effect 1: By tasting, you can determine the deliciousness of the ingredients and their weaknesses during slaughter.]

[Effect 2: You gain Cooking Mastery]

"Du Jue, what are you doing?"

Zulu finally spoke when he saw that Du Jue was about to leave with Yi Yin.

"Don't worry, let's go discuss cooking skills. The transaction went smoothly. Boss Zulu, you just wait here."

The two walked out of the parking lot one after the other, making sure not to bite off the dead skin from their fingers and swallow it.

As you chew, it feels as if some invisible juice is overflowing.

Sour and spicy!

"Bah bah bah!"

"what are you eating?"

The extreme sourness, coldness, and spiciness made me instinctively spit out the dead skin, and then I realized my two fatal weaknesses.

First, there was a slight imbalance caused by the implant in the right ear, and second, there was the suture wound on the chest.

What weakness have you seen through!

No, what he's doing should be called exploiting weaknesses!

“It’s really delicious.”

Just as he was about to stop himself from reminiscing and pondering, Yi Yin had already started sucking on the finger he had just bitten.

At this moment, he could even feel the soft, smooth tongue in his moist mouth swirling around his joints, then sucking on it like a lollipop.

"leave me alone!"

As soon as Du Jue pulled his finger out, he immediately noticed that his entire finger had become numb and he couldn't even curl it up.

Even though this scene might seem like a perverted woman offering herself up as a favor, Du Jue knows the true nature of these back alley butchers; they are all ruthless lunatics who will devour people without blinking an eye!

He pulled out the knife, his whole body tense, not daring to let this crazy woman get close again.

This guy is really lusting after his own body!

"It's so delicious even without any seasoning or sauce. The flavor is intense and pure; it's truly exceptional."

"Don't worry, I won't bite you without your permission. Lick me again."

Yi Yin wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth without any regard for his image, and ignored Du Jue's aggressive posture, sniffing the air in front of him with his nostrils slightly open.

Damn it!

In the past, it was possible to understand and even deal with the logic of those people.

However, they had no way to deal with a madman like Yi Yin.

"I have money!"

Suddenly, Yi Yin excitedly dropped her knife and fumbled in her apron for a small black bag, which she opened to find it full of banknotes.

This was probably the payment that was originally supposed to be given to the stray dog ​​in this transaction.

"It's all yours, whatever you like."

While Du Jue was still hesitant and taking the wallet, Yi Yin grabbed Du Jue's neck and began to lick it vigorously.

A strange numbness returned, and Du Jue felt his throat relax, making it difficult to breathe.

This guy is definitely not a simp; she must have stolen something unknown from him!